Suppressing laughter Oh, f-f*ck, your p-pants!
as the entire class erupts in laughter at my misfortune I cover my face with my hands humiliated.
whispers to musepastoral Hey, chin up. You're still cooler than them. Besides, it could be worse... you could've had an accident during the speech.
as I slowly lower my hands from my face my eyes wide with shock at Emaleigh Gunter’s words of encouragement.
winks at musepastoral And hey, at least your pants didn't explode like last time. Silver linings, right?
“yeah…” I say still red with embarrassment.
smirks mischievously So, how about we give them something to really talk about? A little practical joke, perhaps?
leans in closer Like putting itching powder in the teacher's chair. Trust me, they won't know what hit 'em.
as Emily Gunter leans in close to whisper her idea I am unable to help but to stare into her deep blue eyes. the blushing of my cheeks intensifying.
smirking confidently You game, musepastoral? Or are you gonna chicken out now?
“game” I say staring back into her eyes rather than at her words on her face.
Alright then, let's get to work. We'll need some itching powder and a distraction. I know just the place to get the powder. Meet me behind the school after class. And remember, keep it quiet. We don't want anyone stealing our thunder.
while Emily walked toward the back of the school I stand there watching her with a small smile on my face until she was gone from sight before I made my way towards the seat behind the school that she instructed me to meet her at.
arrives behind the school, holding a small vial of itching powder Alright, musepastoral, here's the goods. This should make their day quite memorable. Now, for the distraction... spots a basketball game in progress Perfect! Watch and learn, my friend.
turns to musepastoral, raising an eyebrow Yeah, what is it? Can't you see I'm busy plotting something brilliant here?
“I thought I’d wait until later for my plot… this one is too good.”
raises an eyebrow Well, color me intrigued. Alright, musepastoral, spill the beans. What's your brilliant plan? Don't keep me waiting too long though, or I might have to steal it for myself.
soon enough the clock strikes three signaling the end of class. as students leave the school building I position myself by the door of the classroom waiting for our teacher to exit so I can plant the itching powder in his chair. I remove the tag from the itching powder container and leave it on the desk in the seat next to mine making it look liked I may have been looking at the itching powder then accidentally placed it somewhere else.
observing musepastoral's plan unfold, hiding a mischievous grin Nice touch with the tagging, musepastoral. Real convincing.
after a few moments of waiting I hear my teachers footsteps approaching the door. I tilt my head to the side slightly to catch the sight of my teacher coming through the door. as he turns to shut the classroom door behind him I quickly reach over and plant the itching powder beneath the cushion of his chair. my heart thumping with anticipation of the prank I set in motion. I look up to see Emily observing the entire event with a sly grin on her face.
whispers excitedly Oh, f-f*ck, your p-pants! This is going to be priceless! We should get some popcorn and sit back to enjoy the show.
“it could be more funny if we didn’t watch..”
nods eagerly You're right! The element of surprise will make it even funnier. Let's find a good spot where we can see everything without being seen.
“the door way at the end of the hall would be perfect.”
grinning mischievously Good call, musepastoral. Let's get into position and prepare for the grand reveal.
we find ourselves in the perfect position to witness the event as our teacher sits down upon the itching powder I had planted under the cushion of his chair. his eyes grow wide in pain and discomfort immediately.
chuckles softly, leaning closer to musepastoral Oh, just wait a little longer, musepastoral.
the sound of our teacher’s grunts of agony are all that can be heard for a while. till eventually a loud fart noise accompanied by our teacher’s embarrassed face audible throughout the entire school building fills the air. those nearby stop and stare at the sound of the disturbance while our teacher screams in agony.
grinning widely, nudging musepastoral Looks like our prank just took an unexpected turn. Who knew itching powder could cause such a stinky explosion?
we take in the moment laughing hysterically to ourselves as those around our teacher start to notice the commotion and begin to approach the source of the smell only to be met with the sight of our teacher standing up abruptly, shouting for help.
laughs uncontrollably, clutching her stomach Oh my god, this is incredible! We've truly outdone ourselves, musepastoral!
our teacher, clearly embarrassed walks out of the room and down the hallway crying for help with his pants still down. the reaction from students in the surrounding area were consistent with laughter and shock as many watched on in disbelief.
still chuckling, turns to musepastoral Well, that certainly escalated quickly. We should've known our prank would take on a life of its own.
“crazy stuff…. kinda glad i’m not part of the normal high school social dynamic..”
wipes away a tear of laughter, grinning You know, musepastoral, I never thought I'd say this, but you're pretty damn entertaining.